20 Years Later: Between Two Worlds

Arabia held a mysterious power that pulled individuals to the hot sands of the Middle East. Where else could one find the beautiful Arabian horses that could take one flying across the sands? Where else did people live in their beautifully decorated tent dwellings and plan Jihad for their enemies? James was a young American boy who had been trained by his family's Arabian servant and friend to one day go to Arabia to live. That desire grew inside James as James grew to become a man. Most who were drawn to Arabia had no idea of the cost Arabia could exact from you. It could even demand your life. There was much treachery in Arabia because of the lust for power. This was even true in one's own family, as family members were killed to prevent them from rising to power. What was it that drew the heart of James La Faye? Was it a lust for personal power, or was it a desire to see the heart of Arabia changed toward the people of America? Would there always be the hatred and mistrust between the two worlds?

I was born and raised in the midsection of our country. We spent our lives in a rural area, and my father was a tiller of the land and a guardian of animals, which helped to provide income for our family's needs. I had the privilege of growing up with the love of reading. By the time I had reached sixth grade, it was nothing for me to read a hundred books during the winter. Books were my lifeline, my connection with the world. Books took me to exotic places where I found myself dreaming under a large palm tree. I learned about beautiful ladies and handsome men who lived lives one could only imagine. I remember reading Gone with the Wind and getting caught up in the emotions experienced by Scarlet and Rhett during the time of the Civil War. As an adult, I wondered what it would be like to write my own books. I loved historical dramas, mysteries, tales with a bit of humor, and stories of faith. I have also enjoyed children's stories and have written a number of children's books. Therefore, since retirement I have enjoyed writing all sorts of stories and even poems. I feel somehow the ink of an early-day writer has managed to fall on me.